Kids With Guns

Look Around

Kids With Guns


In this time that i see you
I should know who you are

and i feel so sick
of let you go everytime

Don't let me say no
It's time for me to go
I don't care what you think about
I just want that you look around
Co's you are alone now

It's the time that i call you
But not to say "I love you"

Just Three days and it's over
You decide if you go